About a year ago, I began writing for The Odyssey Online. I was taking creative writing classes at my university and I had always loved writing, to begin with. I had no idea what it was going to be like, but to start, I had a million things I wanted to write about. It wasn't until recently that I realized why I became an Odyssey writer.
I have written everything from funny listicles to random articles to topics that were difficult to find words for. Some weeks I have no idea where to even start because I feel that I have written it all. I mean, imagine having to pick one topic a week for over a year. It's not easy. And sometimes our topics seem great to start and end up being completely disinteresting. But in the past few months, I have chosen to tell the world so much about myself that I never thought I would be able to.
I have pushed myself to greater limits in order to gain a greater sense of self. It is in being honest with myself and everyone else that I have made the most impact on those around me. I know it may just be an Internet blog to state the most, but you can tell sincerity through words. I can always read something and gather a sense of truth to it. So I decided to be honest and be me.
It is in writing these personal articles that I discovered why I write in the first place. I know what it is like to feel completely alone. I have been the person sitting in hiding hoping no one finds out who I really am. And it is hard to believe, but I wasn't the only one feeling that way. I wasn't the only one sitting at home crying, thinking I was going to be alone forever. However, without knowing that, I still felt alone. Now that I have overcome my issues, I don't want anyone else to be in that position.
I write in hopes to inspire others. I share my stories, feelings, and things that I have been through because I know that there is someone somewhere going through the same thing. I don't care if there is only ONE person who reads my article, as long as they got something out of it.
In the past couple of weeks, I have had comments, messages, and in-person compliments. I have had people telling me that they read my articles over and over again and cry, that they are so relatable and really help them think about their lives. That's why I write.
I want others to know that there is more than what they going through right now. I know that I am only 23 and I haven't experienced the world, but I feel like I possess the ability to put into words the lessons that I have learned thus far. I write, for you.